At this time......

Chen Hao was calm and calm, splashing ink, this professional posture is quite a bit of a master's style. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Just a few minutes.

The bamboo on the painting was formed, and Chen Hao added a few more leaves to it, and a bamboo was painted.

"Yes, the paintings are not much different from those of professional painters. Gao Han saw that Chen Hao finished painting, and immediately expressed encouragement.

Several other classmates who were better with Gao Han gave Gao Han a face, nodded one after another, and echoed casually: "It's really good." ”

Chen Hao raised it proudly, clapped his hands, and then handed the painting to his girlfriend Xiaomei: "Xiaomei, this is for you." ”

"Thank you!" Xiaomei happily took the painting that Chen Hao had just drawn and carefully put it away.

"I'm going to wash my hands. Chen Hao said confidently.

And Liu Suan looked at this scene calmly.

Chen Hao's paintings fell in his eyes, and he felt that they were just average, and this level was still far from professional.

The fat man pursed his lips and said disapprehantly: "What is this? This painting still can't be compared with the painting on Liu Su'an's cheongsam." ”

As soon as the fat man said this, he said.

The students at the scene were also a little skeptical: Could it be that the painting on Liu Suan's cheongsam was really painted by him?

I just don't know, will Liu Suan show his hand?

Liu Suan looked at everyone's expectant eyes, and reluctantly excused himself: "I'm also a novice, just starting to learn, my painting is also very average, it's not worth mentioning, so you don't need to be ugly." ”

At this time, Chen Hao, who came over after washing his hands, just heard Liu Su'an's words, and couldn't help sneering in his heart: I think Liu Su'an is afraid of exposing the fact that he can't draw, so he is resigning!

"I think the painting on the cheongsam should be printed, right? After all, the technology is so advanced that there is no need to paint on it yourself. Chen Hao raised his own questions.

Some students couldn't help but be a little suspicious when they heard Chen Hao say this, because the painting on the cheongsam was really amazing, not like an amateur could paint it, and at this time, Liu Suan refused, as if verifying the question that Chen Hao had just raised.

Chen Hao saw that Liu Su'an was deflated, and the depression just now was swept away.

Ha ha......

Chen Hao watched coldly: Liu Su'an, Liu Su'an, your classmates are starting to doubt you, this is the end of bragging, I see how you Liu Su'an still get down this level!

And Yang Zhiyan, who was standing next to Liu Suan, was convinced of Liu Suan's technology and character.

She doesn't think that Liu Suan is a person who likes to show off and brag, on the contrary, Liu Suan is usually a low-key person.

How could such a person, for the sake of face, say that the printed one was painted by himself?

She believes in Liu Su'an 100%, so Liu Su'an should prove her painting level to everyone.

Suddenly, she had an idea!

The corners of her mouth outlined a charming arc: "Teacher Ding's birthday is coming, we haven't prepared any gifts, I think Liu Su'an you, why don't you represent us and draw a picture for Teacher Ding?"

"Yes, Teacher Ding will have a birthday next month, Liu Suan, you can give the teacher a painting for all of us!" Hearing Banhua say this, someone immediately started to coax.

Gradually, people who were coaxing, watching the excitement and wanting to see Liu Su'an's painting level with their own eyes were asking Liu Su'an to give Mr. Ding a painting.

"I should be just chasing ducks to the shelves, right? I'm afraid that if this brush goes on, if the painting is not good, I will be embarrassed to give it to Mr. Ding as a birthday gift. Liu Suan smiled and teased himself.

It is true that he has never painted on rice paper, after all, he has always painted on cheongsams before.

At this moment, he didn't have a god-level paintbrush in his hand, and he really didn't have a lot of confidence about the final effect of this painting.

He couldn't help but feel a little worried.

"Liu Su'an, you just draw with your heart, even if the painting is not good, I don't think Mr. Ding will blame you, as long as you have your mind. Yang Zhiyan pursed his lips lightly, the corners of his mouth made a graceful arc, and his eyes looked at Liu Suan with certainty.

"How could I dislike the birthday gifts given by the students? What's more, you painted it yourself, you can rest assured, no matter whether it is good or not, I will treasure it, this is a part of your heart, as a teacher, I am naturally very pleased." Ding Guoqing said emotionally.

The other students, except for Chen Hao, all said words of encouragement and applauded to show encouragement.

This scene fell in Chen Hao's eyes, and he felt funny and funny!

Liu Su'an, Liu Su'an!

Why bother in the first place?

At this moment, do you feel that the cowhide is blowing too much? Do you feel that it is difficult to ride a tiger at this moment?

If you had kept a low profile like you used to do at school, you probably wouldn't have been chased off the shelves!

Ha ha......

I'll just sit and wait for the moment when the lie will be exposed, and I'll sit and wait for the moment when the cowhide will be blown away!

At this moment, Chen Hao completely looked like he didn't think it was a big deal, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, outlining a sneer.

"Okay, since Teacher Ding and his classmates have said so, then I'll be ugly. Liu Suan smiled slightly.

Now that Ding Guoqing, Yang Zhiyan and all the classmates present have said so, he is really embarrassed to refuse again, and if he refuses, it will be hypocritical.

In that case, let's draw!

Liu Suan picked up the brush that Chen Hao had drawn just now......

It was unnatural for him to suddenly feel unnatural!

It's also uncomfortable!

This pen is really not as good as a god-level brush!

When Liu Suan lifted the brush......

Chen Hao could see Liu Suan's lame pen holding posture at a glance.

Ha ha......

Even the posture of holding a pen is not standard, this Liu Suan is really pretending to be too much!

Can such a layman draw a master's painting?

Joke!

What a joke!

Kill him, and he will never believe it.

This scene further confirmed Chen Hao's original thoughts.

Liu Su'an began to paint on rice paper as he pleased.

In fact, whenever he paints on the cheongsam, he is also so freewheeling, and he is not so exquisite.

At this time, all these actions fell in Chen Hao's eyes, which was so eye-catching, and he also felt that all this was deliberately grandstanding by Liu Su'an.

After a few strokes......

Liu Suan gradually adapted, and finally brought out the feeling of painting on the cheongsam on weekdays.

After that, the hanging stone in his heart slowly let go.

His speed of drawing is also getting faster and faster because of his adaptation to the brush.

The movements of his hands then became faster and faster......

The onlookers were stunned, and their eyes couldn't keep up with the brush at the moment.

The brush creates an afterimage on the rice paper, and the movement of the brush can no longer be captured by the naked eye.

The students also changed from suspicion and curiosity at the beginning to surprise, and one by one their eyes involuntarily widened, and they couldn't even catch the afterimage of the brush.

When Chen Hao saw Liu Suan's movements, his whole heart was pinched.

His eyes widened involuntarily, his mouth wide open, and he struggled to find the shadow of the brush, but where could he find it......